“I was discovering that the most precious gift someone can give us is time, because what gives time its value is death.”
― Ingrid Betancourt, Even Silence Has an End: My Six Years of Captivity in the Colombian Jungle
My first Christmas present arrived yesterday.
I debated about one minute before opening it.
Inside I found three perfect gifts–a heart rock, a handmade Christmas ornament, and a candle.
What made them so special?
The time invested by my friend who sent them my way.
The ornament took Mary a lot of time to make. I knew she was probably thinking of some of our escapades while she stitched away. The heart rock was a gift of happenstance–found on a hike with her grandson, Sam. This special rock told me she’d thought of me throughout her day. The candle is a gift of a candle is always special because I love the warmth and light they represent to me.
The most precious gift of all? The gift of life-long friendships.
Thank you, Mary. I love you.
Thank you, God, for the gift of friends.
To be known, and yet loved is a blessing.
Thank you for all those who see me,
Who seek to understand, support and nurture me.
I am forever grateful to be able to come just as I am, in every season
To walk in intimacy and love with others.
This is the richest blessing, the greatest gift and the beautiful legacy of your walk and life amongst us.
Thank you so much for all my friends and loved ones.
Amen. ~Author Unknown~
I am…
B…simply being.
~Peace~
B...simply being... 